The Women of My House Who Worry About Me
Was she mad at me?
She kept pacing back and forth as if she were trying to drain the life out of me.
I felt like I had reached the limit of my physical endurance.
'Should I eat some kind of health food?'
I was already starving, and then, a scent of food drifted over from somewhere.
I stood there blankly, sniffing the air with the tip of my nose.
"Sniff... sniff, sniff."
A sweet, savory smell... it was stimulating my appetite.
I was about to turn around and head straight toward it.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Dajun?"
Yang Dahee and Yang Dami called out to me, but I moved as if I were possessed.
I followed the scent, taking small, hurried steps as I sniffed the air.
As I looked around, I saw a corner stand.
"Huu..."
The smell of something sizzling on a grill. It was eel.
My mouth watered.
Even the sound of it grilling made my ears perk up.
I left Yang Dahee and Yang Dami trailing behind me and walked right up to the front.
"Huu, it's eel."
"Student, have a taste. Here, have one that was just grilled."
The middle-aged woman standing at the stall picked up a piece with a toothpick and held it out to me.
"Thank you!"
I thanked her and popped it into my mouth right away.
'Hehe, delicious.'
The savory flavor swirled in my mouth, and the slight heat stimulated my tongue.
I chewed for a while, then flicked my tongue out.
"Slurp..."
I licked my lips and inadvertently turned around.
The two women had caught up to me.
Yang Dahee and Yang Dami were staring at me.
"...Dajun."
"Haa, Yang Dajun."
The two sisters called my name at the same time.
Their gazes were fixed on my lips, and both of them had their brows furrowed.
Yang Dami even twisted one of her cheeks as she spoke to me.
"Yang Dajun, are you doing that on purpose?"
"Why, what?"
I recoiled, looking at Yang Dahee, but...
"Whew, Dajun? Look at me."
Yang Dahee crouched down in front of me.
She grabbed my face and forced me to meet her eyes.
I blinked and said, "Noona..."
"Yang Dajun, don't eat like that."
"Ugh."
Her hand came up, so I closed my eyes.
I was always especially weak in front of my sister.
'Am I going to get scolded?'
I tensed my brow, and the corners of my eyes stung.
I waited quietly, shivering slightly, but...
'Why isn't she saying anything?'
She didn't even make a gesture, let alone say a word, so I slowly opened my eyes.
"Heheh, Dajun."
A kind sister, smiling at her frightened younger brother.
Only then did Yang Dahee move her hand.
She raised a slender finger, pressed it to my lips, and wiped them gently.
"Noona..."
"Don't get it all over your face when you eat."
"Okay."
"And don't lick it off like you did before."
"Okay, Noona."
I hugged Yang Dahee.
Yang Dahee hugged me back.
"Noona."
I wrapped my arms around her waist and nodded.
'Noona's' body was soft.
I smacked my lips at the lingering sweet taste, and my tongue brushed against her large breasts.
'Heheh. I love Noona...'
I wanted to stay in her embrace, but I decided to pull away, thinking of the eyes around us.
When I turned my head, the clerk behind the stall was looking at me with a warm smile.
"You have a very close family."
"Yes..."
I stuck close to Yang Dahee's side.
Yang Dahee pulled me even closer to her.
'Should I ask her to buy some since it's delicious?'
Buying a pack wouldn't be a problem.
I liked it, so I decided to ask 'Noona'.
I gave a quick glance to the women of my house and walked toward the display case.
"Hmm..."
I pretended to be deep in thought while looking at the description placed next to it.
It was probably just something about how it was good for the body.
I read it out loud, clearly and loudly, to appeal for them to buy me the health food.
"Eel... is not only good for recovering from fatigue but also great for stamina."
I was reading it off smoothly when Yang Dahee interrupted.
"What?"
"Oh, and..."
I ignored her and kept reading.
"It is a food that helps improve female sexual vitality. Try cooking a delicious meal for your wife. It says..."
Yang Dajun trailed off.
He had realized it while reading.
Cold sweat began to form, but he tried to act as if nothing was wrong.
However, Yang Dahee and Yang Dami were not the same.
"Haa..."
Yang Dahee held her forehead and let out a sigh.
Her head was throbbing because of her naive younger brother.
Dajun, he couldn't have known what he was saying...
It was the company's fault for writing such a phrase.
While Yang Dahee was clutching her head, Yang Dami was grinding her teeth.
'Haa, Yang Dajun. Are you in your right mind?'
Because of Yang Dajun, who was blabbering loud enough for everyone around to hear, Yang Dami clutched her head and let out a groan.
She looked around, worried that others might have heard.
Sure enough, a few couples who looked like husband and wife were looking this way and whispering.
"Damn it..."
What was she supposed to say to Yang Dajun?
It was too embarrassing to even bring up, so Yang Dami just blushed.
And he, unaware of that, kept tilting his head and reciting the description next to her.
'Yang Dajun, you total idiot!'
Yang Dami, unable to watch any longer, snatched it from his hand, intending to put it back on the shelf.
"Hey, give that here! Is there nothing a guy won't say!?"
"Ugh, why are you like this? It improves stamina, it's good for women, it changes your morning table. These are all good things."
"Ah, just, shut your mouth!"
She pushed her brother aside, chirping and snapping at him.
Then she snatched the cart from Yang Dahee.
"Unnie, hurry."
"Huh?"
"Let's go, hurry. Ugh, Yang Dajun, seriously."
She fanned herself with her hand and tried to run away to another area.
With one hand, she grabbed Yang Dajun and tried to drag him along.
"Ah, ah, ah."
"Are you not coming!?"
"Ugh, ugh, ugh."
As she huffed and puffed with a red face, Yang Dajun followed along reluctantly.
He hesitated, then rubbed the back of his neck and said,
"Huu, I'm sorry."
Then, on the way, he grabbed some beef bulgogi.
He glanced at Yang Dami once and put it in the cart, his eyes a little moist.
'Geez. Being all timid.'
I don't know why he bothers with things like this.
Yang Dami remembered complaining about wanting to eat it.
She had grumbled about it once while stuck between Yang Dahee and Yang Dajun.
'This is ridiculous. He's actually looking out for me, Yang Dajun? That means... he was listening to everything I said.'
Yang Dami bit her quivering lip.
'Hmph, you idiot...'
Her cheeks were starting to twitch.
*
Huu.
That was a close one.
I had read the description without thinking and ended up making a sexual innuendo unintentionally.
'Saying the morning table changes means I'm getting milked dry all night.'
To be smiling so brightly in front of my sister and younger sister without knowing a thing.
When I get into bed later, I'll have to kick my blankets.
'...Though I don't know when that will be.'
They kept dragging me around.
It was the price I paid for eating eel and running my mouth.
They kept circling the same course, and my calves started to ache.
"Huu."
Usually, by now, they would look back at me.
Even when I looked at Yang Dahee, she didn't even spare me a glance.
She just held onto the cart and marched straight ahead.
Yang Dahee said without even looking back,
"Yang Dajun, hurry up."
"Okay..."
I followed behind 'Noona', who was stomping her feet as she walked.
Surprisingly, it was Yang Dami who matched her speed to mine.
"Tsk, Yang Dajun."
"Why."
"What's with that stamina? Even for a guy."
"I'm sorry."
"No, you don't have to be sorry..."
She whipped her head away and muttered to herself.
Unlike her usual self, she looked at me with her eyebrows drawn together.
'She really seems like she's worried about me.'
Yang Dami scanned my body and said,
"Are you tired?"
"What?"
When I asked with wide eyes, Yang Dami gestured with her chin.
"I asked if you're that tired. Your legs are shaking, aren't they?"
"Is that so..."
"You don't even know your own body. You're such an idiot."
Yang Dami bared her fangs and snapped at me.
Then she trotted forward and whispered something to Yang Dahee.
Yang Dami even glanced back at me every now and then.
'I wish we could rest a bit.'
I tapped my calves and waited.
I was about to bend my knees when Yang Dami returned.
Yang Dahee followed behind her.
"Are you okay?"
"Geez."
"Noona..."
The two sisters asked how I was doing.
I looked back and forth between Yang Dahee and Yang Dami, dragging out my words.
Yang Dami stood a step back, her head turned away from me.
*
A lounge provided inside.
We decided to rest for a bit.
I was sitting side-by-side with Yang Dahee and Yang Dami.
My phone vibrated.
'Lee Yurim?'
I tried to switch windows to pull up the text.
It probably wasn't anything special anyway.
I thought she was just going to talk about trivial daily life.
'I'll just go along with whatever she says.'
No matter what joke I threw at her, she would react immediately.
Even if she acted serious and asked what that was, in reality, she would have been rolling around on the bed, lifting the corners of her mouth.
The text appeared a little late.
'Loading is slow. Did she send a photo or something?'
I tilted my head.
While waiting, I glanced to the side.
Both Yang Dahee and Yang Dami were looking at their own phones.
"Hmm..."
Oh, it's done now.
I tapped my finger, and the loading finally finished.
As expected, she attached something.
A photo? Maybe she took a selfie.
'Did she wear the clothes she bought earlier?'
Since Lee Yurim bought her own clothes, it made sense that she would take a photo of her outfit.
I could clearly imagine her striking various poses in front of the mirror.
She must be trying to show off her feminine charm to the man she likes.
I smiled slightly because the reason she sent me the photo was obvious.
'Lee Yurim, you keep acting so cute.'
She might even tell me to take a photo and send it to her.
I glanced at the women sitting next to me.
Yang Dahee and Yang Dami.
I thought I could just take a photo with these two beauties and send it to her, but...
"Uh, uh..."
I tapped the photo.
As the blurred image became clear, the colors deepened.
'Oh, damn.'
I reflexively closed the window.
Even though it's a world where people don't treat you like a criminal just for being a man, we were out in public.
But I couldn't overcome my instincts.
'Noona and Dami... they're still looking at their phones.'
It would be fine if I took a quick peek.
I tapped the photo file again.
'As expected.'
She was naked.
It was a photo of water droplets dripping down the curves of her large breasts.
Lee Yurim had both arms stretched upward, fully exposing her armpits.
'It's a side profile. She's looking somewhere else.'
Did she set a timer? She was posing in front of the mirror.
It felt like the sweet, sour scent of a female was vibrating through the screen.
'Lee Yurim, you're so lewd...'
My blinking slowed down.
My chest heaved at the thumping sensation.
A voice came from the side.
"Yang Dajun, what are you doing?"
It was Yang Dami.
"I asked what you're doing. What are you looking at so intently?"
Her face moved closer.